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Kerouac gave me a book of poems
And Silverstein gave me a song
And Martin gave me a D-18
So I could play along
And they've all been fine companions
To help me get to where I'm going
I guess we're all just walking each other home
Well, I gave the first one my class ring
And she taught me how to hope
And the third one taught me how
To keep on bending till you're broke
And broke is where you found me
And you turned me right to gold
I guess we're all just walking each other home
So take the low road, take the high road
Take whatever road you're on
Sometimes the wrong one leads you right
Sometimes the right one leads you wrong
And the world just keeps on spinning
So find a head from one and all
Cause we're all just walking each other home
Two men sitting on a bench
New friends growing old
White and black and laughing
At some story being told
Throwing breadcrumbs to the sparrows
Now that both their wives are gone
I guess we're all just walking each other home
So take the low road, take the high road
Take whatever road you're on
Sometimes the wrong one leads you right
Sometimes the right one leads you wrong
And the world just keeps on spinning
So find a head from one and all
Cause we're all just walking each other home
One day sons turn into dads
And one day dads turn into dust
Can't tell if I was leading him
Or if he was leading us
And even though I might get lonely
I always know I'm not alone
Cause we're all just walking each other home
So take the low road, take the high road
Take whatever road you're on
Sometimes the wrong one leads you right
Sometimes the right one leads you wrong
And the world just keeps on spinning
So find a head from one and all
Cause we're all just walking each other home
Walking each other home
Walking each other home
We're all just walking each other home